My First Trip In My Life

When I think back on the places that I’ve been to in my life that I would never forget, the first to come to mind is Connecticut. Even though it is on the opposite side of the country it still feels like a second home. How it came to deserve such a title was from the countless times that I’ve been there. The amount of times I’ve been adds up to eight trips total. The trips I made when I was younger are a little harder to remember but none the less they all still matter the same. My dad was born in Connecticut and eventually moved to California after college. It was in California that he met my mom and started a new life. However, he still stayed connected with his relatives on the east coast. When I was a toddler I experienced my first trip to Connecticut. With no memory of how it went, I can only imagine that my grandparents and other relatives in Connecticut were pleased to see us. It was also at this time that I first met the relatives that would become a part of me through my visits to them. Once again, me and my family went back to the east coast. Our first stop was in New York. I vaguely remembered seeing a …show more content…
They were also constituted with spending half my time there at a summer camp called Camp Hi-Rock. I had so many great experiences there that will always be in the back of my head whether it was making friends, sailing across the lake, or even learning to water ski with one ski. It brought out my love for the outdoors and took me out of the hardships of life without gluing me to a television. Even as my age prohibited me from experiencing another normal summer vacation there I decided to go through the Leader in Training program there. It was there that I learned many skills in working as a team and pushing those skills to the limit. Through all the challenges they threw at me, I pushed through to those moments where I could enjoy the breaks they gave us. The process made me into a better team working